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Post by Chuck Bass on Jan 29, 2009 19:29:11 GMT -5
*Chuck stepped out of his town car dressed in gray slacks, a lavender shirt, his signature color coordinated cravat and a pair of aviator sunglasses. He gave a few instructions to his valet and made his way towards his jet...*
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Post by Adrienne on Jan 29, 2009 19:35:01 GMT -5
*Having arrived separately for no apparent reason, Adrienne stepped out wearing a tight black dress, green pumps, a green clutch, and adorned with a subtle emerald necklace-and-earring set. Her hair had been tamed into curly submission, so it tumbled becomingly past her shoulders.* *She looked good, and she knew it.*
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Post by Chuck Bass on Jan 29, 2009 19:40:03 GMT -5
*He was half way up the steps when he heard her arrive. What he saw when he turn around made him do the obligatory taking off of the sunglasses. He quickly descended the stairs and walked up to her.*
"Comfortable?" *he said teasingly, gesturing at her dress with the sunglasses in his hands.*
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Post by Adrienne on Jan 29, 2009 19:41:01 GMT -5
"The fact that I feel like I'm walking around in my underwear should give you some hint as to that. Also, these shoes are ridiculous." *She informed him sweetly.*
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Post by Chuck Bass on Jan 29, 2009 19:47:55 GMT -5
"They are," *he laughed, looking down at the towering heels.* "But you look amazing."
*Chuck put on his sunglasses back on and offered her his arm.*
"Shall we?"
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Post by Adrienne on Jan 29, 2009 19:49:03 GMT -5
*Then she noticed the jet itself. She had to pause, blink, accustom herself, and then tune back in before she finally took his arm.*
"That thing is not going to fly. It can't possibly."
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Post by Chuck Bass on Jan 29, 2009 19:54:18 GMT -5
"Well, for our sakes, I hope it does," *he said, sounding unsure on purpose.*
*With his usual gait a tad bit more jaunty, he ascended the stair with her and entered the cabin of the jet. A few minutes passed before everything was ready. But soon enough, the pilot's voice was heard over the intercom, instructing them to put on their seat belts and get ready for take off.*
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Post by Adrienne on Jan 29, 2009 19:56:16 GMT -5
"That is not funny, Charles Bartholomew Bass, that isn't even remotely..."
*She stood and made her way towards the cockpit to confront the pilot.*
"Sir, are you entirely sure this is going to fly?"
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Post by Chuck Bass on Jan 29, 2009 20:14:09 GMT -5
*The pilot, in the middle of pressing an unimaginable number of buttons turned around and looked at her with a smile.*
"I'm quite sure, ma'am," *he said confidently.* "Now, if you would return to your seat and fasten your seat belt... we're about ready to take off."
*Chuck followed her and entered the cockpit.*
"Let's get back to your seat. You'll can have you little geek-out a bit later."
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Post by Adrienne on Jan 29, 2009 20:15:52 GMT -5
"But... but it's a tube of metal! How am I expected to believe that..." *She sighed and quieted.* "Fine, but if we die my soul is never leaving yours alone."
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Post by Chuck Bass on Jan 29, 2009 20:18:06 GMT -5
*Shaking his head, he lead her back to her seat and put the seat belt on for her.*
"Now shut up and stay put," *he said with a smirk as he strapped her in.*
*Chuck sat down and a few moments later, the plane started down the runway.*
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Post by Adrienne on Jan 29, 2009 20:19:58 GMT -5
*Adrienne clenched her eyes shut and took deep, calming breaths, in through her nose and out through her mouth. Clutching the armrests, she didn't open her eyes until they were moving smoothly rather than bumping up and down. She peeked out the window and gasped, grabbing Chuck's arm.*
"We're flying!"
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Post by Chuck Bass on Jan 29, 2009 21:11:43 GMT -5
*He looked over and laughed.*
"You're like a toddler, really," *he said... then realized how hard her grip was on his arm and looked down.*
"It's like a hawk landed on my arm."
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Post by Adrienne on Jan 29, 2009 23:22:02 GMT -5
*She loosened her grip and turned pink.*
"Quiet, you, I've never flown before. Oh Lord that sounds strange."
*At least she wasn't airsick.*
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Post by Chuck Bass on Jan 29, 2009 23:24:16 GMT -5
*Chuck looked at her.*
"Do you want a drink? Looks like you can use one."
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